The Love I Lost - Poem by Michael 0770
The past is the past
and the pain I remember
that day we both hurt
in that rainy September
You spewed the words
that showered me with hate
awakening the pain
but I guess it was fate
Why end something so unique and sound?
something comprable, hard to be found
love is love and hate is hate
but we decide which we want...........to share with our mate.
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